"Come here beautiful". Holding out his hand for me to take I hesitated. It didn't go un-noticed, he frowned. "I'm not going to hurt you". It was his eyes I trusted, the black color fading. Slipping my hand into his he pulled me to him, his arms wrapping securely around my waist. "Your hearts racing". He whispered.

After what I just witnessed I wasn't surprised it was racing. "Thank you". I whispered. He stood up for me, he was on my side. "But I could have handled them". I grinned into his ...